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 Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:22 pm
gonk *Tries to escape the onslaught of food.*
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:22 pm
THE WAR AGAINST WORLD HUNGER MUST BE FOUGHT ONE BATTLE AT A TIME!! scream
::grabs the tuna salad sandwich, and rolls up her sleeves for another cramming::
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:24 pm
C'mon, a sammich like that? That's a sammich that need HOT-SAUCE.
*passes Kroenen's Slice-n-Dice Atomic Intestine Twister to Zinda*
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:24 pm
*yanks the wig out*
FINE! DON'T BE PRETTY!!!
*begins to make a 6 foot long Italian sub*
Zinda...I got more for ya!
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:25 pm
GAH! I'm not hungry, lady! It's a mask! Leave me alone with your icky, icky mayo!
*Hides behind Hellboy*
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:27 pm
*finishes 6 foot Italian and hands to Zinda*
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:27 pm
::Grabs the bottle from Hellboy and liberally applies it to the tuna sammich::
Good thinking, soldier!
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:30 pm
HOLD 'IM DOWN, BOYS! NO ONE STARVES WHEN LADY BLACKHAWK'S AROUND!
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:31 pm
*whacks Lex in the head with a loaf of bread and jumps on top of him*
Sorry Lex but when a beautiful in a short skirt say "Jump" you just do it!
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:32 pm
Zinda Blake ::Grabs the bottle from Hellboy and liberally applies it to the tuna sammich:: Good thinking, soldier!
*yanks Lex up by the collar, hoists him out from behind him*
Do I look like a shield to you? confused You got a pretty girl feeding you! Stop whining!
...and between you and me, you'll be lucky if you taste any mayo at all now that that sammich has been soaked in that hot-sauce. twisted
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:32 pm
*falls off Lex to the floor*
Ow Red!
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:34 pm
*eat a rather large sammich filled with cheese and buffalo chicken strips.*
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:34 pm
-]Hellboy[- C'mon, a sammich like that? That's a sammich that need HOT-SAUCE.
*passes Kroenen's Slice-n-Dice Atomic Intestine Twister to Zinda* . . . . hot sauce? Now, that's just not fair. Hot sauce rocks . . .
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:34 pm
::Straddles Lex, one leg on the bar and the other on a bar stool::
FROM HELL'S HEART I STAB THEE, HUNGER!
::Raises the sammich like Excalibur and prepares to defeat hunger::
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:37 pm
Chris Powell *falls off Lex to the floor* Ow Red!
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*sneaks half-a-foot off the sammich-sword while Zinda's preoccupied, munches*
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